Rio Lobo
1970
Phillips: Don't you worry Ketcham. You're gonna be the FIRST to die!
Cord McNally: Ketcham, we promised you in a trade. But we didn't say what *condition* you'd be in!
Sheriff 'Blue Tom' Hendricks: I should've taken you this morning! Cord McNally: You should'a *tried*!
Cord McNally: Mr Phillips; you watch Ketchum while we go inside. Phillips: Sure thing, Colonel. If you hear a loud noise, it'll be Mr Ketchum dyin'.
(Phillips is irritating everyone by playing a jaw harp) Cord McNally: Dammit, Mr Phillips! Don't you know any other songs? Phillips: I don't know this one. That's why I keep practicin'. (McNally and the others open bottles of beer) Phillips: Don't I get a beer? Cord McNally: Not as long as you're playin' that harp. Phillips: I'll put it up! (Phillips throws harp in the trash can) Phillips: What about Ketchum? He don't get no beer, does he?
(Shasta wakes up in Cordona's bed after fainting) Shasta: What am I doing here?! Cord McNally: Well, you fainted after you shot Whitey, so we put you to bed. Shasta: Wait a minute! Where are my clothes? Which one of you took my clothes? Cordona: I did. Shasta: Why? Cord McNally: Well, we cut cards and I lost. Shasta: Where are your pants. Cordona: You're sleeping on them.
Phillips: Well, I'll be a suckegg mule. Legs like that, and she can shoot, too...
Cord McNally: You got your town back.
Amelita: Turn around Sherriff, I want you to see who kills you!